C147 Chapter 147

With a sharp crack, the white ball slammed into the black. The black ball popped up, rolled back, and finally dropped into the center pocket. Bai Nuochu won.

Gu Lijue lifted his glass and walked toward her.

The woman bounced in place a couple of times, the corners of her mouth curving into a clean, genuine smile—nothing like the forced or fake ones she’d worn before